This writing has to do with some things I saw, felt and was part of. The period covered begins in…
In Memoriam (Easter, 1915) The flowers left thick at nightfall in the wood This Eastertide call into mind the men,…
The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command.…
Thaw by Edward Thomas Over the land freckled with snow half-thawed The speculating rooks at their nests cawed And saw…
Wood On The Downs After Paul Nash by Martin Malone We have been here before. Uffington, Hackpen, Grim’s Ditch,…
How will artists and writers portray this Trumpian time of disillusion, delusion and deception in which we now live? All…
About suffering they were never wrong, The old Masters: how well they understood Its human position: how it takes place…
A few images from a century ago to wish everyone the very best for 1917. War is lurking! This Reading…
It's politically incorrect to say Happy Holidays these days. We must all say Merry Christmas. No word on the acceptability…
I've been asked on occasion to add my two cents on a panel at the NYSAIS conference for assistant heads…